After spending years in an abusive and draining relationship, Brittany decides to dedicate all of her time attending to herself and her daughter but what she didn't expect was to meet Jazmine Johnson. 

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"It's you" She announced softly

"So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly.

"You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind.

"And that scares you?" I asked but it sounded more like a statement, nonetheless, she still gave me a small nod to confirm my words.

"What's your fear when it comes to us?" I asked softly.

"That you'll hurt me, lie, cheat, change" She replied her voice small and I could tell each word she said held a memory.

"I won't, and I know that's hard for you to believe because of past experiences but I'll prove it, we can move at whatever pace you want to,"

Riptide

I began walking towards the bed only to earn a sound of protest that had me giving my full attention to her. 


“We still doing this on the floor,” she pointed out pulling me into her gently. 


“The bed is right there,” I voiced amused and she bent slightly lifting me, my legs going around her waist immediately. 


Instead of replying her lips met mine kissing me passionately the feeling taking away every piece of protesting in me and before I knew it I was resting comfortably beneath her on the floor. 


“Imma be right back, don’t move,” she voiced softly and I released her reluctantly watching as she moved into the closet. 


With every second my mind fell deeper into curiosity as I began wondering what exactly she was doing but before I could turn the thought in words to voice my question, she was already walking out with the small bullet vibrator in her hand answering my unasked question. 


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